Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a chill rushing to her neck, which made her shiver.

Where does this evil spirit come from? !

Lu Jingxue looked up hurriedly, only to meet Mo Qiushuang's gloomy face.

"Third Junior Sister, I've warned you many times today. If you don't want to watch, go back to the island and retreat, and stop talking nonsense here!"

Mo Qiu Shuang was really furious.

During this period, she has been trying to find ways to ease the relationship with Jiang Han, but her third junior sister insisted on going against her. She wanted to get angry with Jiang Han at every turn and would start a quarrel if she said something wrong.

But Xiaohan never paid any attention to her at all. He just saw her here feeling resentful and angry, just like a shrew.

"This is my last reminder to you. Don't say I didn't give you a chance. If you dare to act unreasonably again, you will return to the sect and go into seclusion for a month."

A month of seclusion?

Is the senior sister crazy? She was just complaining a few words, but the senior sister actually said such vicious words.

Even when Jiang Han was caught stealing, his master only punished him to go into seclusion in the back mountains for three months. Even if she said something wrong, the punishment should not be more severe than stealing.

"I do not!"

She raised her head stubbornly, and happened to meet Mo Qiushuang's cold eyes. She immediately shrank her head back and looked at the ground anxiously:

"I won't tell you..."

"Humph."

Mo Qiu Shuang withdrew her gaze and glanced at her master calmly. Seeing that the other party was still staring at the fairy island and did not look back at them, she immediately understood.

It seems that what the master said before was not a momentary impulse, but he really wanted Xiaohan to come back.

In this case, she should do something. With the support of her master, she no longer needs to be timid like before.

Especially the third and sixth junior sisters, these two idiots only do bad things, we have to find a way to get rid of them.

As my thoughts were turning, I was startled by a sudden wave.

Mo Qiu Shuang hurriedly looked towards the island and saw a ball of black light rapidly expanding, dyeing the sky dark.

Lin Qian felt insulted.

He used such a powerful spell, even exerting a power several times beyond usual. Even if he was facing a Divine Transformation cultivator, he dared to fight with the opponent.

But the Holy Son of the Sword Sect still didn't react at all, as if he didn't even take him seriously.

This feeling of being ignored made him angry.

"I want to see what qualifications you have to be so arrogant!"

He was unwilling to wait any longer. He wanted to let the world see that as long as he was willing to risk it all, he could drag the opponent into the quagmire even if the opponent was the Sword Sect's Holy Son who was a top-level Nascent Soul.

After thinking about it, Lin Qian shouted softly, and five balls of black mist immediately began to spin rapidly, attracting wisps of mist from the void to penetrate into them, making his body grow several feet larger in an instant.

At the same time, a strong wind blew above the fairy island, and a damp, cold and gloomy wind with moisture appeared out of nowhere, making the sky dim.

The space around him quickly solidified, transforming into an invisible giant hand that slowly clenched and grasped him tightly through the air, making him almost unable to move.

Oh no, this is getting out of control!

The initial power of this move was actually not that strong, it was just a third-grade Heavenly Rank secret technique, but within just a few breaths of release, it reached a level comparable to a seventh-grade Heavenly Rank secret technique.

A hint of panic flashed across Lin Qian's eyes, and then he forced himself to calm down, mobilized all his spiritual thoughts, and tried his best to barely control the mist ball and push it towards Jiang Han below.

As long as the distance is far enough, he might not be hurt, but just be expelled.

In an instant, five balls of fog spun rapidly and changed direction, causing the surrounding laws to surge and roar. The void for several miles exploded and vibrated, making a rumbling sound that made people dizzy.

At this moment, perhaps it would be more appropriate to call the fog ball a giant black sun. The magnificent pressure even made the sky and the earth change color. Just one look at it was enough to make people terrified and unable to muster the slightest thought of resistance.

It is hard to imagine what kind of pressure the Sword Sect's Holy Son, who is facing these five giant black suns, is facing at this moment.

Countless people screamed in fear at this moment, so frightened that they didn't care about the opportunities on the fairy island and fled in all directions, fearing that they would be blown away if they were a step slower.

Song Jianping, who was standing above, suddenly stared intently, his expression quickly becoming solemn.

Lin Qian's strength was obviously not that strong, but the power of this fog ball was actually several times stronger than his full-strength attack, and it even gave him the illusion that it was irresistible!

This feeling only appeared when facing Jiang Han's sword that day.

In other words, the opponent's attack already had the power of Jiang Han's full-strength sword.

If he were in the lower position, he would probably be blown away for dozens of miles. Even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured and faint on the spot.

Fortunately, the target of this attack was Jiang Han himself. He also wanted to see whether the arrogant Sword Sect's Holy Son could still calmly take on a powerful attack that was almost as powerful as his own.

After all, sword cultivators are only powerful in attack, but they themselves are relatively fragile. Those who practice both physical and magical skills like him have always been a minority.

It can even be said that he has only seen himself since he started practicing Taoism. It is impossible for a young cultivator like Jiang Han, who has only practiced Taoism for more than ten years, to cultivate his physical body.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the giant black sun that had grown to a size of a hundred feet roared down the mountain, like a black sun falling from the sky, pressing the nearby trees to bend down and touch the ground. If it really fell, I'm afraid the area within a few miles would be flattened.

At this moment, a gaze slowly lit up in the green light, as if an ancient sword immortal was woken up by someone, and raised his hand and waved forward impatiently.

The green light seemed to turn into his arm, and as Jiang Han moved forward very nimbly, it turned into a light curtain and collided lightly with the huge black sun.

It was not as earth-shattering as imagined. As soon as the giant sun came into contact with the green light, it disappeared without a trace in an instant like a snowball falling into a furnace.

It was as if the giant sun had never existed and left no trace in the world.

Lin Qian's face changed drastically, his bones shattered into pieces, and he was blown backwards by the huge recoil, even breaking through the stagnation of the void and flying backwards nearly ten feet.

"puff--"

Before he could stand firmly, he spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered, and almost collapsed to the ground.

The recoil force alone was enough to seriously injure him, which shows how powerful the giant sun is.

But Jiang Han...

He used all his strength to launch a terrifying attack. With the blessing of the laws of the Immortal Island, this powerful secret technique that could go head-to-head with a spirit was actually wiped out by Jiang Han...!